"Lads, there's no easy way to say this. I'm going to need you to leave and appear like i've kicked ya out. Ima mighty pleased you are doing something about that lot, but if they think i've put you up they'll be ruin for me family. You can sneak in through the back later and stay the night if yer careful "

Rin's face drops and his ears go flat against his head, "My new friend Toblen is kicking us out?" he asks, quite sadly.

"It is a bother, but I see no need to resent it, it's quite a trouble what we might put them through, and letting us sleep here shows me they actually care." Leoneiros steps up in defense of Toblen, which might come out as surprising, due to his quiet nature.

"Yes, it is fair enough, and likely the wisest decision. No need to drag our friends here into the middle of our quarrel," Anton replies. "Toblen, my friend, do us a favor though, would you? Have us escorted out forcefully by as many of your employees as possible? We wouldn't want them to think we gave in without putting up some resistance."

"Perhaps Rin and meself ought to be having a taste of your fine ale when you throw us out. For realism, eh?" Ordrin winks.

Delta just rolls her eyes and gives a shrug, seeming to be okay with the situation.

Toblen walks over to the door and raises his voice: "Alright! Out ye go. I'll not be having any stay here who be causing trouble in town." Then, whispering, "come by around the back in 20 minutes or so, but be sneaky about it"

"Oh I see, a little pretending non-friending.  I get it." Rin says quietly, "Toblen, you are a fiend, not a friend!" he exclaims, doing his best to sound convincing while grabbing another tankard of ale, "Come on Ordrin, let us take our two ales and drink them somewhere else!"

Performance: 15

 Ordrin pours a brew into his face and deliberately drops a few coins to pay for the drinks. "You're monsters, lads! The rebrands would be proud!"

Performance: 3

Anton does his best to stagger and slur his words despite not having had a drop to drink. "Yyyou...don get to throw us out... wwe were leaving anyway!" he shouts at Toblen. "Yyy you're juss the same as those Redbrand scum." Then, to the others, "Cc... c'mon, lesss find a tavern thass not ss... hiccup... thass run by someone www ... someone with a spine!"

(Here goes nothin')

Performance: 7

Shakespeare, this is not lol

Delta just looks to Leoneiros, the only one who is not making a fool out of themselves (at the moment at least) and lets herself be ushered out with the others.

Firstly, Leoneiros tries to respond to Toblen's whisper back in the same low voice. "I'll come back first, and I'll look a bit different, but I'll leave a mark on the back of my hand that will tell you it's me."

He then, after seeing the others failed attempts, unceremoniously leaves with his head down, like he was at least a little bit offended.

Anton staggers off to the left, heading south toward the woodworker's shop, beckoning the others to follow. He will then work his way east toward Harbin Wester's house and then cut north to loop back to the rear of the inn.

Sorry for the quiet day. I'll be back at it tmw! 

2 or 3 Redbrands have gathered by the comrades that are tied up.  Seeing the group get tossed from the Inn, they stare hardly at them, angry, but unwilling to test their luck without stronger numbers

Rin sees the other Redbrands eyeing the group and a surge of eldrich energy pulses through him granting him false life.

3 +5 temporary hp

Anton sees Toblen at the back door, waving at him. "Hurry lads, coast is clear"

"You're a good man, Toblen. We greatly appreciate your willingness to let us stay despite what happened tonight," Anton says as he enters.

Rin happily runs in through the back door, extending a furry paw in a waiting high-five to Toblen.